Harry
My phone buzzed in my pocket, where it was resting. I kept typing on my computer. Who would text me at this time of the day honestly. Only Zayn would do that, he- ZAYN! I fetched my phone from my pocket and sure enough Zayn had texted me. I smiled at the "Baby boy🐺✨" and unlocked my phone looking at what he sent me.
Haz' I'm so fucking hard right now I feel like I'm going to explode please come get me or I might literally shag with someone in here.
I growled at the last part.
Don't you dare touching anyone else. Don't you even dare touching yourself. Go in the restroom I'm coming to get you.
Harry I can't I need to touch I just fucking can't.
Alright you don't need me then. Bye.
I slid my phone back in my pocket and continued what I was doing on my computer. My phone started ringing. I ignored it once. Twice. Thrice. Then finally answer.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!" I barked. I heard a silent whisper and a faint sob.
"P-please Ha-Harreh..." He whispered. I frowned. HOLY FUCK HE'S IN HEAT!
"Fuck fuck fuck I'm sorry kitten I'm coming okay? Don't hang up. Keep your eyes open you're good love, you're good." He whimpered again making my heart clench. I ran to the elevator then contemplated running or taking my car. I groaned and decided to run. "Baby you still there?"
"I I'm going to pass out- I just- it Hurts- "
I heard a sob and my eyes widened. I ran to Zayn's college then to the bathroom jumping over the stall where I could smell him. He was sitting on the floor with his liquids all around him. "Fuck." I scooped him in my arms where he immediately fell unconscious and ran to our house and gently laid him on our bed. He scrunched his nose up when our bodies weren't touching anymore making me smile fondly. I sat at the edge of the bed and called the office receptionist.
"Hi Harry." She purred.
"It's Mr. Styles to you. Cancel all my appointments and tell Liam to take care of it instead."
"May I know why you left Harry?"
"Mr. Styles. You shouldn't ask these questions. It's personal. But I left because my boyfriend isn't feeling well. By the way I'm taking the whole week off to take care of my baby." I cooed looking at Zayn.
"Pfff this twink isn't pretty anyways you'll leave the fag soon." She muttered.
"You are fired." I said sternly listening to her silent gasp.
"Wha-" I cut her.
"I want you gone when I come back. Tell Liam to hire a better receptionist." I hung up throwing my phone on my night table.
"D-daddy." My head snapped at Zayn so fast I almost broke my neck.
"Baby? Daddy's here. I'm here." I assured him as he looked at me then to his lower half where his dick was still standing proudly making him blush. "C'mere." I cooed. He obliged, sitting on my lap. The next second all his clothes where off. "Gonna take care of you." I whispered hotly making him moan. I wasted no time and stroked his hard on actively making him cum. I smirked. "Well first of the day. Ready for the others?" I asked stroking his dick.
"Y-yea- FUCK!" He cried hiding his face in my neck. I kept on stroking him sucking on his neck on the spot that I knew drove him crazy.
"Good boy. Always for Daddy yeah?" He nodded. "Be Daddy's good little slut and cum for me baby." I bit down on his neck as he came again.
It's all for now. Ask me if you want a part two and what you want in it xx
